C Revival (closed with bhdire8)

[Marley]

"We can let it take its course, sure, but not knowing what'll happen is pretty dangerous, don't you think?" Sorrel bit the inside of his cheek and lowered his ears. "So we don't know how long this is gonna last then, huh?" Anywhere between five months and a year was a long stretch of time, and if he was to grow at the rate that he was now, already with somewhat of an obvious curve to his middle, then there was no telling how big he might get, or more importantly how big he /could/ get before his slender legs would be unable to support the weight; he'd seen it with all faun pregnancies of his kind, but this was no normal pregnancy and there was more at risk.

"I'm fine now. Can't really stop walking off to throw up though." He shrugged. "I guess it comes with the woes of pregnancy."